THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT: THE ANTHOLOGY Taylor Swift

I Hate It Here

Artist
April 19, 2024
4:03
English

I Hate It Here Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Quick, quick, tell me something awful
Like you are a poet trapped inside the body of a finance guy
Tell me all your secrets, all you’ll ever be is
My eternal consolation prize
You see, I was a debutante in another life, but
Now I seem to be scared to go outside
If comfort is a construct, I don’t believe in good luck
Now that I know what’s what

[Chorus]
I hate it here so I will go to secret gardens in my mind
People need a key to get to, the only one is mine
I read about it in a book when I was a precocious child
No mid-sized city hopes and small-town fears
I’m there most of the year ’cause I hate it here
I hate it here

[Verse 2]
My friends used to play a game where
We would pick a decade
We wished we could live in instead of this
I’d say the 1830s but without all the racists
And getting married off for the highest bid
Everyone would look down ’cause it wasn’t fun now
Seems like it was never even fun back then
Nostalgia is a mind’s trick
If I’d been there, I’d hate it
It was freezing in the palace

[Chorus]
I hate it here so I will go to lunar valleys in my mind
When they found a better planet, only the gentle survived
I dreamed about it in the dark, the night I felt like I might die
No mid-sized city hopes and small-town fears
I’m there most of the year ’cause I hate it here
I hate it here

[Bridge]
I’m lonely, but I’m good
I’m bitter, but I swear I’m fine
I’ll save all my romanticism for my inner life and I’ll get lost on purpose
This place made me feel worthless
Lucid dreams like electricity, the current flies through me
And in my fantasies, I rise above it
And way up there, I actually love it

[Chorus]
I hate it here so I will go to secret gardens in my mind
People need a key to get to, the only one is mine
I read about it in a book when I was a precocious child
No mid-sized city hopes and small-town fears
I’m there most of the year ’cause I hate it here
I hate it here

[Outro]
Quick, quick, tell me something awful
Like you are a poet trapped inside the body of a finance guy

Song Credit

Producers
Aaron Dessner & Taylor Swift
Writers
Aaron Dessner & Taylor Swift
Violin
Iona Allan (Violin), Eloisa-Fleur Thom, Sophie Mather, Marianne Haynes, Agata Daraskaite, Anna de Bruin, Akiko Ishikawa, Nicole Crespo O’Donoghue, Julian Azkoul, Emily Holland, Kirsty Mangan, Cara Laskaris, Ronald Long, Dan Oates & Iona Allan
Viola
Elisa Bergerson, Amy Swain, Matthew Kettle, Nicholas Bootiman & Morgan Goff
Cello
Max Ruisi, Reinoud Ford & Brian O’Kane
Double Bass
Chris Kelly, Sophie Roper (Double Bass) & Dave Brown (Double Bass)
French Horn
David McQueen
Drums
Glenn Kotche
Mastering Engineer
Randy Merrill
Assistant Recording Engineer
Laura Beck
Keyboards
Doveman
Bass Synthesizer
James McAlister
Recording Engineer
Jonathan Low, Bella Blasko, Maryam Qudus, Ben Lanz, James McAlister & Doveman
Mixing Engineer
Bryce Bordone & Șerban Ghenea
Vocals
Taylor Swift
Conductor
Robert Ames
Arranger
Bryce Dessner
Percussion
Aaron Dessner, James McAlister, Glenn Kotche & George Barton (Percussion)
Electric Guitar
Aaron Dessner
Synthesizer
Aaron Dessner, Ben Lanz, James McAlister & Doveman
Piano
Aaron Dessner & Doveman
Mandolin
Aaron Dessner
Drum Programmer
Aaron Dessner
Bass Guitar
Aaron Dessner & James McAlister
Banjo
Aaron Dessner
Acoustic Guitar
Aaron Dessner & James McAlister

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